Sunday, October 31, 2010


Happy Halloween!  We had a great day that ended with caramel apples and too much candy.  Here is a run down of our costumes.  K5 was Buzz Lightyear wearing the wings that he earned by going potty in the potty.

K4 was Darth Maul from Star Wars.  Is he Darth Vader's brother?  I don't know but I think he is freaky and am a little bit disturbed that a first grader wants to be him.

K3 was Aang from the cartoon Avatar the Last Airbender, one of my two favorite t.v. shows.

K2 was a guy with green hair.  Maybe an alien or maybe Beast Boy.

K1 was a firebender from Avatar the Last Airbender but for some reason he had blue hair.

Mr. K was a chef who was dead or had been in an accident or had caused an "accident."

I didn't have a costume and I like sparkly, glittery stuff so this is what I looked like.

My MIL came down to visit and go trick or treating with the kids.
Help!  A bloody chef is trying to attack me!
Please stop me from eating anymore Halloween candy!  Blech.
Just call me Starr.

Monday, October 25, 2010

Goblin Valley Ultramarathon

I am officially an ultrarunner.  Yesterday Mr. K and I finished the Goblin Valley 50K.  (That is 31.07 miles.)  It was an amazing experience.  

We dropped the k-boys off at Grandma and Grandpa's house and then drove to Green River, UT for the pre-race dinner.  It was held at the senior citizen center and almost everything was grown locally.  They served baked potatoes, squash, onions, a tomato and cucumber salad and watermelon.  We got to visit with Connie, the race director while we were eating.  She told us it had been raining like crazy so they had to alter the course a bit since part of the road was unpassable. After dinner we drove into Goblin Valley State Park to camp.  Mr. K had met some new friends when he was volunteering at the Bear 100 and they said we could share their camp site.  We slept in the back of the suburban on a futon mattress.  It was super comfy and I slept really well.  Saturday morning was chilly but it was not raining anymore so I was glad.  Here is our before picture.  There was a beautiful full moon.

We started at 8:00 a.m. and it was all I could do to not run.  See, I had this plan to walk for 3 minutes and run for 2 and hopefully finish before the 9 hour cut-off since I was nursing my IT band issue and had barely recovered from my bleeding blisters.

I felt great, no signs of ITB problems.  We ran on paved road for about 1.5 miles and then we were on trails or dirt roads.  The course was an out and back.  We ran around this mountain and came to the aid station #1 about 4 miles in.

I moseyed along chatting with fellow runners and taking in the beauty around me and of course stopping to take pictures.  This is the first hill.  I had to flex my muscles so you can see that I am way tougher than it is.  Psh!  Is that even a hill?

Eventually the 25K racers (who started 30 minutes after we did) started passing me.  It was fun to cheer them on.  The miles were gliding by and I was making good time.  I had to stop occasionally and stretch my ITB and pose for another picture.  ;)

The trail got kind of crazy in some parts from the rain and flooding.

I met up with Mr. K after he had already hit the turn around and was on his way back. 

I was walking for 2 minutes and running until my leg hurt.  Then I would stop, stretch, walk 2 minutes and go again.  I was keeping a great pace (compared to my initial goal of 17 minute miles.)  Here I am at the turn around.  Just knocked out 15 miles without much problem.
The geology was so amazing.  I loved seeing the layers of rocks and the weathering.
When I was little, I loved picking up cracked, dried mud and crushing it.  There was a lot of it around so one time when I stopped to stretch I played.  I carefully lifted out pieces trying hard not to break them and then crushed them like the powerful girl that I am.
Sometime around mile 20 my leg started hurting really bad.  I went back to walk 3, run 2.  After the 6th aid station, about 22 miles, I was just walking.  I had a break down.  My IT band was hurting worse than it ever had.  I knew I still had almost 9 to go and I didn't think I could do it.  I could see the mountain we had come around at the beginning of the race and it looked so far away.  I knew the finish line was behind it and that was really overwhelming.  Forgive me for stating the obvious, but 31 miles is a long, long way to run.  I wasn't doing very well.  (You know it was bad because I didn't take any pictures.)  I kept giving myself little pep talks like, I can do hard things, and I am tougher on the inside than on the outside, and I have gotten through worse things than this.  It didn't seem to be working so I just kept putting one foot in front of the other.  I got to know myself a little bit better.  I was glad that I was all alone.  I smiled to myself in spite of everything and thought, "I'm in the middle of nowhere with only me, myself and I, and I really like my own company and I am tougher than I look and there is no way that I am giving up now."  Then I pulled out my little paper with one of my favorite quotes on it.
"Beyond the very extreme of fatigue and distress, we may find amounts of ease and power we never dreamed ourselves to own; sources of strength never taxed at all because we never push through obstruction."  -William James
I made it to the last aid station where I sat and ate and drank and laughed and talked to the volunteers and runner friends that came in while I was resting, until I felt like I could go on.  They wished me luck and I headed out for the final 4 miles.  I kept thinking about my quote and decided I should run the rest of the way in.  I reached in and found that ease and power and strength that I knew was there somewhere and started running.  My leg felt a lot better and I started to feel the endorphins pumping through my body.  I destroyed those last miles and only walked the two last steep little hills.  I did pause at the bottom of one of them to take this picture.

The last kilometer (.62 of a mile) was a run through the goblins.  They had placed plastic pumpkins to mark the trail.  As soon as I started descending into the goblins, I heard Mr. K cheering for me from the viewing area.  It made me so happy and gave me a little more fire to finish.
Look how cute they are!
I finished in 6 hours and 28 minutes, completely smashing my 9 hour goal.
All of a sudden I was starving!  Mr. K had grabbed me a sandwich before they were all gone and I chowed it.  I ate and drank and cheered for the runners I'd met on the course who came through after me.  Mr. K finished in 5 hours 28 minutes.  He is awesome.  Did I ever tell you that he eats the wrapper on cupcakes and muffins?

I told Connie, the race director, thanks and how great the volunteers were and she said that most of them were her family.  Here she is with the Sheriff.
What a great experience!  It was absolutely gorgeous.
I am glad to be home, now for the rehab...

Just call me Starr.

Tuesday, October 19, 2010

Do You Speak Whinese?

I have been speaking a lot of whinese lately.  I have been thinking it a lot more.  Complaining about my IT band and bleeding blisters on my toes and not being able to go running and being out of shape and not being prepared to run 31 miles in Goblin Valley and blah, blah, blah.  Then I watched this on an awesome blog that I follow.


I've had an attitude adjustment.

Just call me Starr.

Wednesday, October 13, 2010

Sealing Tile

What!?  Two blog posts in one day?  Well, I got inspired to work on the house and I have to share the pictures.  The south entry is tiled in slate and we had never sealed the tile and grout.  That's bad.  Today I sealed it with two coats and it looks so great!

I had a little helper on the last two tiles.  Check out the Micheal Jordan tongue.

I pulled out the list and the sharpie.  X

Just call me Starr.

Tearing Out Tile

When we were building our house, some people that Mr. K worked with offered to come and help us with the finish work that weekend.  It sounded like a great idea - lots of extra hands, us moving in sooner, etc.  (Our families had come up several times and helped us and it was wonderful.)  I didn't have time to prepare and get everything organized for a bunch of people working on different projects simultaneously so when they came it was chaotic.  Some of them knew what they were doing and were very helpful.  Others - not so much.  I didn't get anything done except run around helping people find tools and supplies, answering questions and preventing things from being done wrong.  At least I thought I had.  Luckily they only got three down before they had to leave. 

Fast forward about 5 years later.

My awesome neighbor came and helped me with the demolition.

I salvaged the metal lathe as best as I could.

Then I plastered over it and let it dry.

Now it is ready for the tile to be put on correctly.  Maybe in another 5 years...

Just call me Starr.

Thursday, October 7, 2010

Basketball Camp

My sister-in-law is an awesome basketball player and she puts on a basketball camp every year for all of the nieces and nephews.  The K-boys missed it because we were out of town so she held a special camp just for them.

K5 was practicing his dunks.

K3 and K4 practiced passing.

K1 and K2 shooting.

I just sat on the sidelines with my cute little niece.

They had so much fun practicing all of the drills and then playing a game.  They are signed up for Junior Grizz Basketball which starts next month so you can guess where we will be every Saturday.

Just call me Starr. 

Sunday, October 3, 2010

Naomi Peak Run

Saturday morning Mr. K and I drove to the trail head of Naomi Peak.  The elevation is about 8000 feet.  We started running along the trail and it was beautiful.  The sun was just rising.

The mountains  and cliffs are so rugged and jagged.

Mr. K had to keep stopping and waiting for me since I couldn't run the steep parts.  (I keep telling myself that it was the elevation.)   

It took us an hour to get to the top.  That included a few stops to catch my breath take pictures.  At the peak (9978 feet which is the tallest point in Cache county) we could see all around us.  I felt like I was on the top of the world just like Karen Carpenter.  It was absolutely breathtaking. 

We spent some amazing time together at the top.  It was getting hot though, and we wanted to get back in time to watch General Conference so we turned around and headed back.  We made good time with gravity on our side.

Things I love:
Mr. K
God's beautiful earth

Just call me Starr.

Saturday, October 2, 2010

Go Aggies, Go Aggies, Hey, Hey, Hey!!!

You may not know this about me but I am not a fan of football.  This non-fan-ness was increased after taking anatomy in college and studying how fragile the knees are.  No one should hit anyone in the knees, let alone a man who is 6'5", 200 lbs. wearing a helmet and shoulder pads.  It is just so violent.

So anyway, Mr. K was given free tickets to the Utah State vs. BYU game and he asked me on a date.  Of course I said yes because I love spending time with him.  We went to a tailgate party catered by Culinary Concepts and ate hamburgers, potato salad, baked beans, real, fresh lemonade, green salad with homemade croutons and a delicious cucumber dressing, and peach cobbler for dessert.  Wow.  It was great.  Then we walked over to the stadium.  We missed the kick off but I did get to play a ring toss game sponsored by Channel 5.  I threw a ring around the winning peg so I got a new notebook and some candy.  

The half-time performance was so amazing.  I really like marching bands.  BYU's band did a great number and so did ours.  Then both bands played God Bless America together and they brought out a huge flag.  I love patriotic songs.

Does it look like we are having fun?

Here is Utah State making another touch down.  The final score was Utah State 31, BYU 16.  I love it when our team wins.

So I guess that I am a football fan if it involves great company, yummy food, and kicking BYU's collective butt.

Just call me Starr.